E-40 Duckin’ & Dodgin’ Lyrics

Charlie Hustle: The BluePrint of a Self-Made Millionaire Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 L.I.Q.
  • 2 Ballaholic
  • 3 Cause I Can
  • 4 Get Breaded
  • 5 Look at Me
  • 6 Duckin’ & Dodgin’
  • 7 Fuckin’ They Nose
  • 8 Seasoned
  • 9 Earl That’s Yo’ Life
  • 10 Rules & Regulations
  • 11 Borrow Yo’ Broad
  • 12 Do What You Know Good
  • 13 Mouthpiece
  • 14 Big Ballin’ With My Homies
  • 15 Ghetto Celebrity
  • 16 Gangsterous
  • 17 Brownie Points
  • My scrilla' my paper my scratch, my scrilla' my paper my scratch
    My hookas my *****es, my batch, my hookas my *****es, my batch
    My peppa, my pistols, my straps, my peppa my pistols my straps
    My oozies, my choppas my gats, my oozies my choppas my gats

    The wires the taps the traps
    Po-po got me twisted how can us hustlas maintain and relax
    When these killas out here snitchin' bendin' conas fa cova'
    Just remember tell my motha' I love her, I love her
    On top of that the I the are the s
    Police station lookin' fo' me got a warrant out fo' my arrest
    Fo' tax evasion, fake identification
    Up under alias number skipped bail
    Now I'm hidin' from the bounty hunter man I ain't neva' went to jail
    An' told some stuff
    Vallejo didn't raise no powder puff
    When I see 'em I'm blastin' I'm dumpin' make believers
    Make somebody gon' mind somethin' newspaper readers
    Can you do me a favor an' ask yo' neighbor
    Did he blast first an' ask questions later
    I betcha they tell ya I did such a wicked *** earthling
    Why did you kidnap that little kid, man I wasn't gonna hurt him

    Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
    Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
    Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
    Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
    The highs the speeds the chases, the relays the laps the races
    My stuggle, my hustle, my pain, my purpose, my vision, my aim

    After ditchin' an' dodgin' the rolla
    I found myself in South Dakota
    All by myself grindin' an' runnin' the block
    Hustlin' an' slangin' them rocks
    Perkin' an' listen to pac switchin' locations an' spots
    Greasin' an' cleanin' my glocks
    Cookin' an' throwin' away pots
    Coppin' an' orderin' chops
    Sewin' an' stitchin' up ****
    Scheming an' plottin' my knots
    Pajamas an' sock home invasion an' kickin' locks
    Jackin' an' robbin' gankin' *****s tyin' 'em up
    An' makin' 'em watch me **** they botch
    Servin' flour in a drought
    I'm in the hot seat anyhow plus I been done struck out
    Already it's heavy I'm hurtin'
    Two nights ago ran upon the wrong person
    Pulled out his lead and aimed it fo' my head
    Instead it hit me in my leg burstin'
    Who got a band-aid
    Can't go see a surgeon cause I ain't on medicaid or should I say medical
    I'm in this pal for quite sometime
    Now I been wanted for a little while
    Somebody dropped a dime an' I was [phone rings]

    Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
    Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
    Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
    Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
    The highs the speeds the chases, the relays the laps the races
    My struggle, my hustle, my pain, my purpose, my vision, my aim

    The grays the hounds the bussies
    Surplus camourflage in the middle somewhere in Kentucky
    Way out of dodge lost a little weight but I used to be chubby *****
    Stressin' poppin' pills
    Takin' more than anti-depressants I got the chills
    Tryin' to get away from them fuzz and pheasants teachin' lessons
    Got mo' scrilla' than I done count blessings
    Since I was hills the smithins the slugs the wessons
    Engine block gettin' cracked with some of them 355 them 7's
    Ya get mopped as far as weapons
    I ain't neva been no sucka in life
    Poked an' m-mate in the stomach wit a number twice
    ****in' around when they brought me down to be exact
    On the streets I'm nothin' but up in here
    I'm under dat act

    Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
    Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
    Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
    Gotta git it. gotta git gone, git on out
    The highs the speeds thew chases, the relays the laps the races
    My struggle, my hustle, my pain, my purpose, my vision, my aim

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